because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse

de novo

what if
I really could summon?
Chasing after heartbreak with a stick,
can creating be guilty?
Blue eyes clear
shielding black thoughts;
his hair is turning gray.
Voice still so, so
2 languages aren’t enough
words, strings unravel
at mere thoughts
a heavy yarn never meant to bear
weight
instead
download these
feelings
and the look in his eyes.